I'll be brief
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CHAPTER 4
Vegeta sat down on the rocks, trying as hard as he could, to sense Bulma's ki, or anyone around the area. Vegeta stood up and started to walk. The three stooges and the hulk were coming closer. Besides, the last thing he needed was to be dragged into a mindless game they decided to do. He had been walking for an hour, and didn't sense anything. It was so hard to pinpoint any ki he did sense. He did have a strong feeling, but then it went away.
He wondered where it was. Vegeta guessed it wasn't too far away, about another ten minutes. During those few minutes, he amused himself by squashing everything he could. It was fun to see things die, and since Bulma would 'have his head on a platter' if he killed humans, innocent animals were the next best thing.
He finally sensed something, but it was....UNDERGROUND! He sat down, and the ki he sensed grew stronger. Whatever was alive, it was underground. He wanted to blast down there, but then he would lose all of that worthless sneaking. That was the last time he listened to anything but his instincts. He started to lift boulders, and there seemed to be an endless amount of them.
It wasn't long before the three stooges and the hulk came along. Piccolo didn't say anything, but just started to help. Vegeta was so bored, that he just had to pick a fight. "Namek, I don't need you to screw this up. Why don't you go find something entertaining to do, like play mindless games. Goten, any suggestions?"
Goten smiled, "How about..."
Trunks elbowed him, whispered and then whispered in Goten's ear. Goten laughed, and then stared at Vegeta.
"How about we play a game Vegeta-san loves, duck duck goose."
***author's note: don't you just love Goten. He's so silly ^.^***
"Duck" Goten picked up a rock. He pointed it at Goku
"Duck." Goten pointed it at Piccolo.
"Goose!" Goten yelled at Trunks, but then he threw it at Vegeta's head.
It almost hit Vegeta, but he quickly grabbed it, inches away from his nose, and hit Goten right in between the eyes. Goten yelped in pain and Trunks howled with laughter. Trunks laughter abruptly ended when Goten shove him into the ditch. Now it was Goten's turn to laugh, but Trunks pulled him in the ditch. There they wrestled, Trunks sitting on Goten's back, Goten's hands tied behind his back with a vine.
"Hey," Goten complained, "What are you going to do?"
Trunks laughed uncontrollably and picked up poison ivy, with a stick. Goten screamed, and Trunks was hit by another rock, thrown by Vegeta. Vegeta glared at him,
***author's note: awww, Vegeta, you party pooper! We wanted to see Goten get poison ivy. Wouldn't that be a laugh!***
"Want to disturb anyone that could be here?"
Trunks blushed and shook his head. He put down the stick and untied Goten. Vegeta smirked and turned to Goku.
"Well, at least we know who's stronger, Kakarott. My son, even if he is useless, he's good for beating up your son."
Goku smiled, and playfully punched Vegeta.
"I think you're in a bad mood. Hey, I know what would brighten us all up. How about some food and a fun game!"
"No games, just food. Trunks! Go fetch us some food, baka." Vegeta growled.
Trunks nodded, elbowed Goten, and they both took off. Goku smiled.
"I hope they hurry, I'm starved."
"You're hungry again, Goku-san?" Piccolo asked incredulously.
Vegeta smiled. "You're surprised again, Namek?"
Piccolo glared at Vegeta. "Why don't you come over here and say it to my face, baka."
"You're surprised again, NAMEK?"
Piccolo punched Vegeta, but Vegeta didn't even flinch. He just knocked Piccolo out with a flick of his wrist. Piccolo's eyes rolled back as he fell over. Vegeta spit on Piccolo.
"Stupid Namek."
***author's note: how mean, even for Vegeta.***
Goku frowned. "Vegeta, now we have no help to pick up the rocks."
"TRUNKS!" Vegeta screamed.
Trunks came out of the brush five minutes later, face smeared with red berry juice. Vegeta frowned.
"Boy, help clear the way."
Trunks nodded and started to lift rocks. fifteen minutes later, Goten stumbled out, and fell on his face. Trunks sighed.
"Goten-chan, don't tell me you were carrying all of the berries in your shirt."
Goten smiled sheepishly. "Not anymore."
***author's note: my goodness! ^.^ what a dum-dum.***
Vegeta growled and muttered something under his breath. Goten stood up and unfolded his shirt. It was gooey with all of the squashed red berries.
"Hey, what's wrong with Piccolo-san?" Asked Goten.
"Think." Trunks said, "Why would Piccolo-san be unconscious."
"Oh."
Trunks walked over to Goten and yanked him over to the pile of rocks. "Come on, Goten-chan, we've gotta help lift all these rocks up."
Goten threw off his shirt and began to help. ***author's note: Now I'm GLAD he spilled the berries!*** In half an hour, they were all sweaty, but the job was done. Piccolo was still unconscious, and according to Vegeta, would be another hour. There was a trap door at the bottom of the pile, and they decided to take a break before opening it up. They gave up being quite, and now Goku, Goten and Trunks were playing eye spy, while Vegeta got the food.
Vegeta had insisted on getting the food after seeing Goten smash it all. He had said he didn't want any blundering idiots to get his food. Besides, he didn't want hang around, or so he had said. Goku looked around,
"I spy....something white."
Trunks slapped his head, and Goten shouted, "THE CLOUDS!"
Goku shook his head and Trunks sighed.
"Piccolo's cape." Trunks breathed out.
Goku nodded enthusiastically. Goten looked at Trunks with awe. "I would've never guessed that."
"Look, you two play. Goten-chan, I'll get some food. I'm sure your Otoosan would love to play."
Vegeta came through the brush then. "Not necessary anymore, baka. Guess you were too late, as usual."
Trunks shrugged and sat down on a nearby rock. Goku and Goten could barely contain themselves at the sight of food, so they started jumping up and down. Vegeta rolled his eyes and threw them each a banana. They ate the banana whole, peel and all, making Trunks laugh hysterically.
Vegeta rolled his eyes at all of them, and stuffed himself with two already pealed oranges. Trunks was tossed a couple of mushrooms, and he ate them all without taking a breath. Goten smiled.
"I bet you a million zeni that I can eat more than you can in one bite."
Trunks laughed. "You're on!"
Trunks grabbed ten oranges, stuffed them in his mouth, and swallowed them one at a time. Goten looked at Trunks condescendingly.
"Is that all you've got?"
Goten ate twelve banana's in one bite, gulping them all down at the same time. Trunks stared open mouthed at Goten.
"Brutal, that was brutal."
Goten stuck out his tongue. "Hey, now you owe me two million."
Trunks looked at Goten like he was crazy. "What are you talking about?"
"You didn't eat that cake. Trunks, you owe me a lot of money."
Trunks sighed. "I guess so."
***author's note: if you haven't read ChiChi's fanfic, read it!! It's hilarious when Trunks shoves the cake into his mouth (they each bet one million on who could eat it in one bite) well, he had to spit it out to talk to Vegeta, so he lost his bet.***
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Bulma woke up when she felt someone shaking her. She looked up to see a tear-streaked face Bra. Her eyes were red, so she must've been crying for quite some time. Bulma tried to sit up, but there was an awful pain in her stomach, and she slumped back down, a breath of air escaping her. She realized the ground beneath her was soft, and she turned her head to talk to Bra.
"Bra-chan, sweetheart, where's mommy?"
Bra's lip trembled. "We're in a big room with a bed and pretty drawers."
"How'd we get here?"
"Veter-san took us here."
"Who's Veter-san?"
"The green guy that stole us."
"Oh. Bra-chan, what happened to me after you left?"
"You don't remember?"
Bulma shrugged, "I guess I must've bumped my head."
"Well, they beat you up until I told them what they wanted."
Bulma sighed. No wonder she was in so much pain. Bulma wondered if there was a way to get out, and tried to sit up again, but this time screamed. Bra's face hovered over hers. "Okaasan? Okaasan?"
Bulma took a deep breath. "I'm okay. Bra-chan, I want you to do something for me, okay?"
Bra nodded. "Anything for you Okaasan."
"I want you to find something to write on and something to write with."
Bra jumped off the bed, making Bulma flinch. It was so hard to stay focused, but she had to get her little girl out of here. It was obvious Vegeta wasn't coming. Even if he did, he wouldn't bother looking for them, he'd just make sure he'd kill the man who stole them. It looked like Goku was their only chance, once again. Bulma felt Bra jump onto the bed and turned her head. In her hand were a pen and, what looked like, a part of the dresser. Bra smiled.
"I found the pen, and just pulled off the bottom part of the drawer!"
"Sweetie, I want you to draw me the whole room, and don't leave anything out. And, to draw the ceiling, you can do it on the back."
Bra nodded and set to work. Bulma relaxed and tried to ignore the throbbing pain that seemed to spread like fire when she tried to breath, let alone move. She thought about what might help her and remembered that she had a senzu bean! But, then she had on a new set of clothes. She would just have to depend on Bra to get out of there and get it for her. Or maybe, she would just send Bra to get Goku, she didn't want to chance Bra getting caught again. She'd just have to suffer through this.
Bra was still drawing when Bulma fell asleep, but she was woken up when Bra shook her shoulder. Bulma woke up, still groggy and remembered that she had asked Bra to draw her the room. Bra smiled at her and handed her the picture. It was very good, especially for a seven year old. It looked like the room was crowded, even if it did have many nice things. There was a dresser in the left corner. She was glad to see a mirror, even if it did have bars over it. That meant that she could break the glass and call for help.
Bulma sat up, even though the pain shot up and down her body. She painfully lifted each leg, realizing that they weren't damaged, but the muscles pulled on her stomach. She put them over the side of the bed, and asked Bra to help her up. Bra eagerly ran over to help her, getting her up, before they both toppled over. Bulma cried out, covering up Bra's little yelp of pain.
Bra, not minding her pain, helped her mother. She pulled her up, and Bulma mumbled her thanks. Bra dragged her mother around wherever she wanted to go. After her mother had looked at the window, then the ceiling, and then over by the door, she asked Bra to help her back to bed. Bulma laid down on her back. She felt like she was being ripped into a hundred pieces. She sighed and kissed her daughter's forehead.
Bra gave her mother a hug, and then ran off to find more things to color with. Bulma thought of possible ways to get out of the room. The ceiling and floor were tiles, and if they were to break through them, it'd take time they didn't have. The window was actually plastic, and looked like it was welded to the wall. There were no vents, as far as Bulma could tell, and the door was pure metal. They're best shot was to break through the floor. She decided to tell Bra of her plan. Bulma called out to Bra. Wanting to be helpful, Bra came over right away. Bulma smiled at Bra's eagerness.
"Bra-chan, I want you to crawl under the bed. Before you do, I want you to find something sharp and hard. I want you to start to dig up the floor, and the second you hear someone coming, I want you to get out of there and hide the tool. Okay?"
Bra nodded her head, smiled, and then went off in search of the object. Bulma loved her little girl, and she couldn't imagine a life without her. Bra, Vegeta, and Trunks. They were so wonderful. She missed her boys so much. Without them here, she didn't quite feel as strong. She wondered what Vegeta was doing. If he even noticed she was gone. She heard Bra scraping up the tile floors under the bed and hoped that they'd live through this experience.
***author's note: so sad...oh well ^^***
